By an unexpected visit to the Tequila Palace for dinner and boozes. Sorry.
As I was leaving, Chelle asked me how I was going to pull of a blog about hard cider, pubic hair, chillum pipes, leftovers and avocado chocolate pudding. I told her I probably wouldn’t pull it off at all.
Then I started to twitch because it was 10pm and I had barely started a blog before we decided to share our leftovers while Chelle made paleo breakfast cookies and I had a compulsive need to write something even though I am sleepy and medicated and maybe a little buzzed. Wow. Punctuation, maybe? Anyway. I needed to write something before I fall asleep so…I am.
Sorry.
You can stop reading at any point. I won’t mind.
I would not be a bit surprised if I stopped writing suddenly, either.
As usual, there was interesting conversation while Chelle made cookies and we tasted cherry-apple hard cider. We talked about how some people have weirdly strong preferences about pubic hair, how irritating it is to get one stuck in your teeth, and how some people are lying through their, uh, teeth, if they say that never happens to them no matter how much hair is involved. There is just no way to avoid it. It’s the one upside to hair removal! It isn’t because of how it looks, in my opinion.
I probably should have warned sensitive people, and my Mother to skip this one, huh?
It’s not likely to get much better. Why do I say that? Just a feeling…
After the cookies came out of the oven, we put our dinner together, talked about boys, and Googled for information on chillum pipes because I wasn’t sure I remembered anything about them. Much like I don’t remember anything I am writing now!
Then, we switched to wine and enjoyed some curiously delicious chocolate avocado pudding while trying to figure out just how I was going to come up with something to write about again.
Socializing and writing? Not very compatible.
It’s a good thing Chelle told me what to write about.
And now I have one more thing to try the next time I am not sure what to write about: take 4 random concepts and combine them in 1 post. That’s not exactly what I am doing now. Those words were actually the evening’s highlights.
If you can call pubic hair and avocado pudding “highlights.”
Which I definitely do.
Oh, and we liked the Julian Cherry Bomb the best.
